Evolution of a 20-something: Polymoth to polymath

vegetarian

Inspired by the myriad salad bowls I’ve seen on various food blogs and tumblr over the years, I decided to see if I could turn my leftovers this week into one of my own.

I’m the sort of person who collects grains, seeds and nuts in the cupboards like they’re going out of fashion. It’s not that I buy them all the time, more that I use half a packet of one thing and then move onto something completely different, and then I’ll go off grains (and pseudo-grains) for a good long while and nothing will get used at all.

Sometimes the best way to get rid of the old is to create something new, and that’s exactly what happened when I first made this vegan cheesy broccoli soup. I’d bought a box of vegetables just over a week earlier, and my original plans for the purple sprouting broccoli had gone awry – mainly due to my own laziness. It was starting to look a little cheerless, if not downright despondent, so I decided to play around with some things I’d heard about vegan ‘cheesy-ness’ substitutes and chuck it into a soup.

If your answer was “incredible” you’ll be pleased to know they taste EVEN BETTER than they look. If your answer was “meh, they’re OK”, I’m here to tell you that you’re wrong, and you should have picked the first answer.

Unfortunately I did not come up with this amazing recipe, I learnt about it from a lady called Susanna K in the Blogilates Hot Body Challenge Dietbet. Whoever came up with the idea originally I have no clue, but massive kudos to them because these were delicious and I’m extremely sad that I ate the last three one today.

Well today we’re definitely learning the problems with leaving a post two weeks to write – my memory isn’t as good as it used to be! Or rather, should be, since just because I’ve had a birthday recently doesn’t mean that I’m old. I definitely feel it though – my parents threw a party last night and I went to bed before everyone had left! I just can’t stay up socialising until 2am anymore, I need my sleep! One thing that would have made this morning a lot, lot easier is if I’d had a box full of Beautiful Breakfast Bars available to eat. Alas, unfortunately I’m stuck with my parent’s larder to satisfy me, so we ended up with a piece of toast. Looking forward to getting back to my own fridge tomorrow!